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SONG OF OUR HEARTS

In eastern traditions one’s spiritual journey is likened to the gentle and gradual unfolding of petals around the circular corolla of a lotus flower… The spiritual journey is not depicted as a linear journey from here to there, but rather as a circular opening: a very feminine symbol that describes the soul’s blossoming into its own essence, one gentle petal at a time. Lotus Flower by Photographer Lisa Saraswati Cawley Over this last year i t has been a true honor and privilege to witness the unfolding petals of nearly 100 women, from various spiritual paths and traditions all around the world, as they shared their poetry with us here at Journey of The Heart. Together, these brave and beautiful women wove an awe-inspiring tapestry of voices, in over 200 poems that expressed the contents of their hearts. To honor women and their voices on the one-year anniversary of this poetry project, I offer you the touching story that resounded in the collective voice of these po...

ICE POEM by Jessica Harman

This poem incorporates an image I had in one of my blogs about writing, and that image was of walking on thin ice. It was not my idea to write this poem. A friend suggested I make a poem from the concepts in this passage of my blog about writing:   " Writing is like walking on thin ice. Life is often like walking on thin ice, too. Writing and life. These things are not the same, but both are ways of walking on thin ice. One teaches us how to do the other better. We get solace knowing that at least there is help out there, and that we are not alone in this world where the surface is everything, and it is frozen, maybe." I wanted to expand this into a more spiritual space to make a poem out of it, so I incorporated God and prayer. Also, time and its flow and stasis was a metaphysical concept that made its way to the fore as I worked with this passage from my blog. Ice Poem Words are the way I glide across ice. The sun slips whispers into ...